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Aw man, waiting at the bus stop tonight some guy came by and said, "What the fuck are you looking at?", which totally caught me off guard, so I didn't even have an answer while he walked by. Then I started getting all these conflicting thoughts, like if this happened a couple of years ago I would have smashed him a good one, but then I thought that's ridiculous, you did the right thing and there was no violence, then I decided to go beat him up and started following him (he was about a block away at this point) and I was following fast trying to catch up and beat this guy up then he crossed the street to this bar which had a billion motorcycles parked there and their riders. I decided that I was probably going to get my ass kicked if I threw a punch at him there, and that he might've been putting his tough guy act on because he had his motorcycle buddies (not the cool ones, those fast and furious ninja type ones) right down the road.
Soooooooooo. I feel annoyed that I didn't punch him initially, and I feel really shitty for wanting to go and fight the guy anyways over some stupid words. I'd be a better person if I just sat there waiting for my bus instead of going all Dirty Harry in my mind and wanting to get in a fight. Man. |
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